Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2199: Chapter 2001: Speech

Great Hall.

On the stage.

Facing thousands of eyes, and a vast audience watching the live broadcast, Tang Qing smiled slightly and gently began, "Almost a year, and here we meet again."

During the first year.

He had indeed been to Yantang University before.

However.

This kind of scene facing the entire faculty and students was new for him. The last time he came, it was winter break, there were only school leaders, the students had already gone home.

"A year ago."

"When Yantang was first established,"

"At first."

"I thought a university was just about gathering a bunch of people together to learn knowledge. However, after setting up the project, a heavy sense of responsibility suddenly emerged."

"Coming here."

"Is an expression of trust."

"Therefore, the school must take responsibility, accountable to the parents who trust Yantang University and accountable to you who trust Yantang; not wasting these four years."

"Four years."

"Very long."

"And very short."

"Some say the most brilliant time in life is just a few years, but I think brilliant times aren’t just carefree."

"Chasing dreams."

"Studying."

"Living."

"Marriage."

"..."

"All worth savoring."

"Of course."

"Some may think it’s easy for me to talk without understanding the pain, with more money, naturally more willfulness, but I only believe that brilliant times are in our own hands."

"Not granted by society."

"Dawn."

"Daybreak."

"Noon."

"Dusk."

"Night."

"All are beautiful."

"What Yantang University aims to do is to make you have better control over your future, your life, rather than drifting with the tide, helplessly."

"Five years."

"Ten years."

"Even twenty years later, looking back, I hope everyone will have no regrets but rather be filled with fondness, proud of these four years."

"Thus."

"Yantang’s unique teaching methods came into being."

"..."

On the spot.

The more the students listened, the happier they were, as they resonated with Tang Qing’s philosophy; though it’s hard on themselves, real-world society taught them: sweetness follows bitterness.

Life.

They were only in the first half, barely through, yet thinking about halftime break seemed a bit irresponsible to themselves, in one year, they changed a lot.

At least.

For now, they see themselves as beneficiaries.

On the stage.

Tang Qing continued:

"The concept of Yantang University is simple, linking theory to practice, smoothly transitioning from the ivory tower to society, cultivating outstanding talents."

"What is considered outstanding?"

"Character."

"Grades."

"Ability."

"Wisdom."

"These are the standards."

"In summary, it’s about the value to society, to the nation, Yantang hopes, you can shine in various fields after stepping out."

"Strict entrance."

"Strict training."

"As for graduation, it’s up to you, passing with a sixty is fine, ninety is of course better, we want to reward those who give their all."

"Some say."

"Social competence isn’t just about working, so we provide various auxiliary education, etiquette, social interaction, communication, emotional management, time management..."

"Many."

"Many."

"Now as freshmen, some of you haven’t encountered these yet, but within your four years at Yantang, you will encounter them one by one, and I hope they are useful to you."

"Additionally."

"We also arranged free teaching of various life skills, art skills, rich and diverse hobbies, hoping everyone will enjoy."

"..."

Offstage.

And those watching the live broadcast, their admiration for Tang Qing grew, hearing his simple words filled with care for the students.

Is he meddling too much?

No.

The words of the world’s second-richest tycoon are called truth!

...

Online.

More and more people watched the live broadcast.

A wave of praise.

Everyone greatly supports Yantang University’s educational system, after all, who doesn’t want their child to become successful? Gaining more experience, knowledge.

We can’t blame some universities for not being strong enough.

It’s impossible.

If all followed Yantang University’s standards, the schools simply couldn’t afford it, just the rewards would make schools run out of funds.

Unaffordable.

Moreover.

It’s too troublesome.

The workload more than doubles, as do the expenses; combined, it’s simply unfeasible. Understandably, no one criticizes.

However.

The impression of Yantang University improved.

Operating at a loss.

Just to help students grow, such a school, even if strict, is hard for many students to dislike, and of course, there are those who dislike it.

"Why decide our university life?"

"Exactly."

"I just want to play games."

"High school was so tough, and now university is tough too, did you even ask us?"

"Freedom."

"We want freedom."

"..."

Not everyone accepts this ’I do this for your good, so I am strict with you’ philosophy, feeling it’s a form of ideological control, a mistake.

People.

Should have the right to freedom.

However.

No one paid mind to such remarks.

It’s simple.

"You’re overthinking it, an ordinary university can’t implement this, only Yantang University can. If you want to play, just don’t choose Yantang University, why complain?"

Everyone saw it clearly, choosing Yantang University is choosing high standards, since it’s their choice, it aligns with their idea of freedom.

Fine.

Complained for nothing.

...

Fudan.

Office.

Qiu Jie watched the video calmly, eyes full of appreciation, this student achieved something he wanted but couldn’t accomplish.

Recalling.

In the past.

What it was like when he was in university, he cherished it immensely, with an unquenchable thirst for knowledge and a devout heart, unimaginable to most.

In terms of abilities.

University students today are not as good as before.

Now.

University.

Has turned into a time for enjoying for most, which isn’t wrong, letting loose after being suppressed is good, but something feels off.

...

Twenty minutes later.

Great Hall.

"..."

"I hope everyone moves forward together to make this country, this world, better, and I hope Yantang’s efforts can make your lives brilliant."

"Thank you!"

The opening speech ended.

Suddenly.

"Clap clap clap!"

A wave of applause.

To the students, Tang Qing was their peer, they were freshmen, Tang Qing was a fourth-year, if an old person said this, it would’ve been different.

With Tang Qing.

They didn’t feel a generation gap.

"Next, is the question session, I won’t keep it formal, just random selection, everyone in the venue has the chance, you can think quietly."

"Of course."

"If you can’t think of a question, you can let your designated person ask."

"Begin."

With that.

On the projection screen behind Tang Qing, a series of numbers flashed rapidly, too fast to make out, a few seconds later, Tang Qing called ’stop’.

---B19-35.

Immediately.

The screen changed, showing a camera zooming rapidly to that seat, revealing a spectacled, graceful girl, momentarily surprised.

"Ah!"

"It’s me."

The pretty face flashed with shock, realizing it’s her first time being seen by the entire faculty and students, her face turned red.

"I."

"I."

"Where’s the microphone?"

She spoke.

Realizing her voice resounded throughout the Great Hall, after a moment’s pause, she recalled it was the sound capture device of Qingyang Acoustic Effects.

Its functionality was remarkably impressive, certainly black tech.